Olu Shango had on him a small diary of which he had long written down addresses and phone numbers of married couples in the city and elsewhere around. Couples who would love the chance to more than cater to his pressing needs like provide shelter for him if ever he asked for it. Majority of them would love to house him possibly for a week or as long as he deemed necessary to stay. All they would require from him was a phone call and the rest would get taken care of. Transportation would not be a problem either as they would be so inclined to provide one.
He found himself a taxi that dropped him at the driveway of a residential home in Decatur Street, located in Kent Gardens. Neither Howard nor April was aware of the couple and vice versa; there was not even a remote chance of their paths ever crossing. Shango covered the distance of the driveway to the door of the home belonging to Monica and Daniel McDougal. Possibly none of the neighbours around saw him arrive as it was late and everybody was indoors either asleep or getting ready for bed. The McDougals were expecting him since he had called hours ago to let them know he intended dropping by. The lights in the living room were on. He pressed the door bell and moments later the door opened to reveal the husband Daniel who then welcomed his wife's Black Master/lover into his abode.
"I'm so glad you made it," Daniel shut the door after Olu entered his home. "I hope you had no trouble locating the house."
"None at all."
"Good. Can I get you something to eat or drink?"
"No, I'm good for now. Where is she?"
"Monica is upstairs waiting for you. The last door on the hallway."
"Thank you." Shango went to the stairs then stopped and turned to him. "What about your kids?"
"Monica already left them with her parents," Daniel said. "Since we knew you were in town, we figured it best they don't be around."
"Kudos to her," Olu bounded up the stairs while Daniel returned to the living room to watch a rerun of the evening news.
Shango got to the hallway and worked himself out of his shirt as he drew closer to the bedroom door situated at the end. His prick was alive and kicking in his jeans begging to be let loose; like a shark it could smell pussy a mile away. He stopped at the door and pulled his feet out of his shoes then knocked. The door flung open and Monica stood in the doorway with an open robe and nothing else. She smelled of fresh soap and perfume.
"Master, I've been waiting so long," she murmured breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into the room.
Shango grabbed her waistline and was kissing her hard while she led him towards the bed. He caressed her backside and cupped her bottom while she slipped her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Monica gasped when he lifted her off her feet and carted her to the bed. Monica gestured at him to come to her. Shango unbuttoned his jeans and shoved it down his thighs whereas Monica writhed on the bed moaning while rubbing a finger down her shaved crotch that then slipped into her vagina. She kept playing with herself, waiting for her lover to finish getting out of his clothes.
Olu discarded his briefs and stroked his cock. "You been keeping that pussy of yours warm for me, babe?"
"My pussy is always warm for you, darling," Monica cooed.
She spread her legs as Shango got onto the bed; he skipped past foreplay and got straight down to fucking. He spat on the knob of his penis then rubbed it against her velvet entrance. Monica jerked from the contact. She hiked up her pelvis but Olu did not bite but continued teasing her with his prick. It was not until she groaned irritably that he leaned forward and plunged himself into her vagina. Monica yelped and broke into an uncontrollable spasm. She exhaled a throaty gasp and scratched his arms as he fed her more of his giant pipe.
"Aaagggghhhh God, fuck me!" she smacked her head against the bed, screeching through her gritted teeth.
"Exactly what I'm gonna do, babe," Shango grunted as he took charge of the situation.
He held her ankles apart and observed the way her face curled into a grimace and her lips made an 'O' shape as she unleashed gasping cries one after another. Shango pulled back somewhat and held his breath as he thrust deep into her cunt, stretching her more.
"Aaarrrhgghhh," she groaned with a look of awe and lust in her eyes. She could just feel his cock spurring her towards sudden climax. She raised her butt off the bed hoping that would ease the pain. He grasped her thighs and lifted her up and pulled her towards him, taking more of his shaft inside her warm hole. He clutched her booty with one hand and caressed her abs with his other, gasping from her pussy muscles tightening around his muscle. Monica kicked the air spasmodically. Her fingers grabbed and pulled at the pillows with frantic fervour.
"Aww . . . Aaahhh . . . Awwhh, you're killing me, babe," Monica panted. "You're fucking killing me."
Shango squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples a few more times before returning his hands under her backside and pulled her upwards. Her ankles locked around his back. He had his hands on her waist and kept pulling her down on his shaft. Monica locked her limps around his shoulders and sucked on his lips till they fell to the side.
He laid her on the bed and fell on top of her.
Shango grooved his knees forward and again slid his hands underneath to cup her butt and actively thrust his pelvis harder, feeding her pussy with his cock. Monica held him with both arms gasping and groaning against his face. She shut her eyes as she felt his prick stretch her cervix; any moment she felt his rod touch the walls of her heart. And still she wanted him like a glass of water under a sunny day. She wanted him like the day carved sunlight. His cock fucking her pussy was the greatest thing she wanted in the world.
"Ohh . . . Awwh God. Ohhh God, I fucking missed your cock!"
Olu once again lifted her off the bed. Monica's firm tits pressed against his chest. Her nipples seemed to itch her crazily as they brushed against his torso. She locked her arms under his armpits, groaning with lust while jerking her hips rapidly back and forth.
He kneaded her ass cheeks, loving the firmness of her butt and desperately locked lips with her. He was driving her up the wall of desire. Each thrust drew her closer and closer towards pulling the trigger of her climax.
The door creaked open to reveal Daniel peeping through to observe the copulating action. He adjusted the glasses on his nose as he watched his wife clutch her Black Master/lover while panting and gasping from grinding her hips against him.
At one point Shango fell on his back and Monica fell forward and straddled him. She crouched over him and Daniel watched her slam down her ass, taking all of Shango's cock inside her. He slipped into the room and came and knelt by the foot of the bed and got himself a better view of the action. Monica and Shango went on fucking like he was not there. Her eyes were glazed over.
Shango jerked his hips harder, increasing his rhythm and that sent Monica into overdrive as she squirmed and whimpered like crazy.
"Oh God!" she panted. "Oh, Ohh fucking God, fuck me! Fuck me, Master Shango, sir!"
Shango pulled her downward and she straddled him lurching her hips and pelvis back and forth while still wailing at him to fuck her harder. He ran his hands over her sweaty body and slid over her behind to grasp ass cheeks. Daniel remained on his knees enjoying the live show. He too was anticipating the moment of Shango exploding inside his wife. He knew it was only a matter of time. It was always the best moment for him whenever he got to watch Monica fuck. Listening to her moans, the way she dug into her sex and screamed for whoever she was fucking to go on and do it harder brought a rise in him that felt like out of this world. He wanted so much to see her climax, but especially to see her man fill her pussy with his load. He could not wait to be beckoned to do what he was meant to do for her whenever such occurrences happened.
Olu Shango tightened his grip on her body and his body grew taut as he pumped his hips, fucking her faster. Daniel caught the moment as Olu jerked spasmodically, digging his fingers into Monica's ass cheeks as he shot rivulets of cum inside her womb. Monica too convulsed against him and her body spasmed as she felt his cock flood her inside.
Daniel waited till they were done as his wife then rolled off Shango before rising from the floor onto the bed. He huddled past Shango towards Monica who was still moaning from her just concluded climax. She parted her legs for him as he then made contact with the river of creampie gushing out of her vagina and wasted no time lapping it up with desperate hunger.
Monica pressed his head down on her crotch. She moaned with yearning pleasure as his tongue roamed her wet orifice. Daniel spat on her cunt and smacked his lips while feeding on her tasty flesh and he did not rise for air till he was done cleaning every trace of cum he could find. Then he pushed his cum-stained glasses up his nose as he then turned his attention to Shango's cock which lay deflated between his legs and brought his mouth to it.